This is a slightly sad place because once it was a hive of activity with steamers between the Clyde and Oban calling at the now very ruined pier to take on passengers, animals and — not surprisingly, loads of slate. Puffers came too, carrying coal for the island. The ticket office still remains, now I guess a fisherman's store. But, it is a good place to search out a Luing cow or two, the breed which was started here by the Cadzow family in the 1950s, a cross between Highlander and Beef Shorthorn cattle. And if you fancy renting a luxurious-sleeps-seven-lodge there is just the job on the hill above the bay (another Cadzow family enterprise).
